Home is where the dog is

The Lopinot clan was released from the hospital this afternoon. The drive home wasn’t as tough as I imagined it would be. I had heard stories from a few friends who drove with extreme caution, rarely touching the speed limit. Instead, I just zipped along as an almost-normal pace.

Once home, we introduced Oliver to Molly. That relationship has been a fun one to observe develop. So far, Oliver has screamed his little head off and scared the bejeezus out of Molly. In turn, Molly has barked at Oliver on several occasions.

Among the highlights of the first day home:

An awesome meal cooked up by mother-in-law extraordinaire Annette

Blocking a blazing pee that unexpectedly shot out of Oliver like a rocket while changing his diaper (my hand was soaked, as was the carpet and couch – nice!)

Changing a diaper and hearing Oliver toot before an exploding mass shot into a perfectly clean new diaper and grazing my hand

I’m sure there will be more exciting things to report on in the coming days. Below is a picture of Sarah, Oliver and me right before we left the hospital and a photo of Oliver meeting Molly.

3 thoughts on “Home is where the dog is”

Hooray – you are all home! I am so happy to hear that Oliver has ‘christened’ you w/ Pee AND Poo. What a good boy! Now the ‘fun’ begins – Oliver is all yours to love and care for! (What a lovely first family photo!!) Love and hugs to all, and a scratch on the neck for Molly. xoxox